Hot For Teacher(82)

He walked away from her and she turned around and our eyes met. She smiled at me and walked over to me. “Hey Zeke, how are you today?”

“I’m good,” I said, hoping she couldn’t hear my heart pounding in my chest.

“Great. Did you happen to catch my flyer on the bulletin board today?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Well, is it something that interests you?”

I wanted to say, ‘Of course it does! Do you think I’m insane to pass up this opportunity?’ But instead I said “Absolutely.”

“Fantastic. Meet me after school today in room 214 so I can interview you.”

“I’ll be there.” She patted me on my shoulder and walked away. I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle in the middle of the hallway.

My friend Jacob approached me soon after to make sure I was okay. “Hey man, are you okay? You’ve just been standing in the middle of the hallway, looking a little lost.”

Jacob was a lot bigger than me. He had a buzz cut and was about 200 lbs. He was also on the football team, but he steered clear of my brother.

“I’m fine, you wouldn’t understand anyway.”

“I wouldn’t understand what? That you’re secretly in love with our English teacher?” I pushed him into the locker and yelled at him.

“Keep it down! How the hell did you figure that out?”

“Dude, anyone in the hallway could see that. You’re smitten,” he said, laughing aloud.

Crap. I didn’t think it was that obvious. I needed to figure out a way to dial back my feelings for her publicly. I was glad Rachel was out sick today, because if Jacob could pick up on that just by looking at me, I knew she’d point it out too.

***

After our Language Arts class, I went to room 214 and waited outside the door for Ms. Sheppard to arrive. Three others guys also showed up for an interview and it secretly ticked me off. I knew these guys didn’t really want to ‘help’; they all secretly had hidden agendas as well.

I went inside and took a seat in the front of the room. The other guys sat scattered all over the room. I grabbed a notebook out of my bag and started doodling inside of it, to pass the time.

Then I heard the unthinkable in the hallway. “Tell coach I’ll be late, I have an interview.”

No! Not him too.

***

Zach

I walked into the classroom after telling Chris to send a message to coach and he was in the front row.

I sat in the back and tried to keep my composure until Ms. Sheppard arrived.

“Sorry I’m late guys, I had a meeting with the principal.”

“Better late than never, I always say.”

“Good, now you can be my first interview, Zach. Gentlemen, would you mind exiting the room, please? I’ll be interviewing you all one by one.”

She sat down behind the desk, and opened her briefcase. Pulling out a paper and pen, she asked me to come to the front of the room and to pull up a chair in front of her.

“So Zach, why do you want to be my intern?”

“Well, I figured it would be a great opportunity to learn more about you.”

“I see. Question two; what do you expect this position to entail?”

“I don’t know. I was hoping it would help me with my social skills, and I could learn a thing or two from you.”

She asked me countless boring questions and I tried to answer them all as best as I could. I wasn’t sure if I was going to get the position, but I really wanted it.

“That’ll be all for now. Could you please send Zeke in for me?”

I got up from the chair and walked out the room. “You’re up, jerk-face.”

He smiled at me and walked into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

***

Zeke

Ms. Sheppard looked gorgeous sitting behind the desk. Most of her hair was pulled back, except for a few stray hairs beside her face. She was wearing her thick frames, a white shirt, and no make-up. This was the way I loved seeing her.

“Have a seat Zeke. Let’s get right to this. What are your goals for this internship? What exactly do you hope to achieve?”

“My goal is to alleviate some stress from you. I know teaching a bunch of immature high school students can be time consuming and very stressful, but as your ‘potential’ intern, that’s where I would step in. I’d also be willing to stay as late as you needed, right by your side to help you with anything. What I’d like to achieve is to become your go-to guy. If you ever feel overwhelmed—with paperwork I mean, I’d be there to step in.”

She looked deeply into my eyes and remained silent for a moment, which made me nervous.

“Next question. Why should I choose you over the other candidates?”